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5/6/17
Tell the world I love them
I'm not trying to judge them
Or put anyone above them
Tell the world I love them
I'm not trying to judge them
Or put anyone above them
It's all over
Why are you barely ever sober?
After all, we're not getting any younger, only older
Did you think it would always be good news that I'm bringing?
The talented lady allready stopped singing
What in world were you thinking?
And how much have you really been drinking?
Better pay attention more and open your eyes up with less blinking
It's becoming a big thing
You knew you were sinking
And always had an inkling
For so long you've been clinging and winging
It's no wonder opportunites haven't really been linking
Towards the fences you've been barely ever swinging
Instead it's been a double edge sword ever since the beginning
Lift your head up and continue living
Regardless of if you aren't always winning
Don't give up, keep working and digging
Tell the world I love them
I'm not trying to judge them
Or put anyone above them
Tell the world I love them
I'm not trying to judge them
Or put anyone above them
By: Dalton Ogletree
I always love to remember
Two similar incidents touched by miracles
I’ve witnessed them when I was a little girl
A girl who loved listening stories of angels
Started with my first younger brother
Fallen from high-steps when he was a toddler
My father descended quickly to pick him up
So scared, worried about his loud drop
But, seemed nothing had happened to him
He was smiling, crawling up the stair again
No fever after a long day observation
He was safe, a divine intervention
Then came my other younger sibling
Taken at my grandma’s home for baby-sitting
He cried at my aunt’s horrible screaming
When found at initial step of stair, crawling
He didn’t cry when he’d rolled down
From second floor to the cemented ground
When they got him, he was completely unharmed
No bruises; unscathed all around
I saw my grandma crying and praying
Thanking God for sending angel to save him
My elders told us that we, children are angels too
With pure heart, always protected by God to grow
May 23,2022 10.21pm
-true story/unforgetable experience
Matthew 19:14
“Jesus said, ‘Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.’ ”
Divine Intervention
Contest Judged: 5/26/2022 11:52:00 AM
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
Place 9 (10 single w)
We are a married couple
Loving the married life.
We’ve had our share of kids,
And we share a wonderful life.
We are older than you think,
And younger than you feel.
Tabitha is such a great cook
I have never missed a meal.
Now that we’re both retired,
and we take care of family to.
We are really enjoying life,
with a few house chores to do.
I love my wonderful wife
for she is trouble enough,
she takes her time with me
because...
I don’t like it rough.
We live in a nice house
we have her own cars to.
Tabitha likes helps me
write poetry
When she has a mind too.
We write poetry
from our own point of view,
if you take your time
and add a bit of heart ,
you can write poetry to.
All night unto dawn
a gentle sadness
a comforting...
there is a dreaming rain falling
it is younger than morning mist
it is the first and last teardrop
as the world recalls its ancient roots.
I rest in the backwash of my own ebbing waves.
My breath cleansed in the light-stepping rain.
Distantly I hear soccer moms backing-out of driveways,
the last moment rumpus of heel-dragging kids.
I listen as a mail van trundles-by,
hear it pushing messages into gawping spaces.
Trains merge with geese
in long slipstreams of sound.
Plants fold fronds and leaflets
while dripping blooms bathe.
All is well, all unspoiled.
The world is a child again.
It rains gently now within.
ANIMUS
A woman can more or less possess
animus simultaneous with female criteria
strongly revealed in character of Cleopatra
the world famous black beauty empress.
Genuine feminine in love and romance
with masculine firmness as politician and ruler,
great personality of astonishing administrator
used animus in her each performance.
One of my aunts showed the guts to stay unmarried
with vigorous youth in mid twentieth century
and little education, jobless, yet in glory
the position of head of the family is always carried.
She reared up younger siblings with care to protect,
playing the role of parent as her parents passed away.
A dutiful father and caring mother followed on way.
Single woman with high animus drew due respect.
With extra maternal instinct I showered ceaseless affection
to my children always considering as priority
with strict discipline and principle in family
as I learnt from my father’s strong administration.
A man needs anima for love and care to be shown
to realize moral values of life in sacrifice.
A woman with animus is elegant and nice
with aggressive amazing personality to own
Rhyme scheme abba cddc effe ghhg ijji kllk
08/06/2016
Anima-Animus Contest Part II
Sponsor Tom Quigley
To say Mick Jagger
Lost his swagger
Wouldn’t be the truth;
But all his zeal
Has less appeal
Than it had in his youth.
His rooster strut
And vanished butt
Still worked the Garden stage;
But just one look
Was all it took
To see the toll of age.
It’s fine to rock
Around the clock
As long as you still can;
But younger folk
Would rather croak
Than lust for that old man.
Is there a time
When, past his prime,
A rocker packs it in?
You’d think he’d know
The time to go
Is ready for a spin.
But folks still cheer
This buccaneer,
Though weathered he may be;
If I could pick,
I’d not choose Mick –
He’s way too old for me!
A time past the three brothers are gathered
Gathered around a fire the obvious leader..
Addresses them - the city of Masada fallen
All inhabitants have committed suicide...
They can see it happening in the holy fire
Which is now a huge flame.. Masada gone
The seer who is a leader leads them now
Into making the vow and steps into..
Then steps into the huge flames of fire
Hussein the younger brother steps into the fire
Chief the other sibling is tasked to go home
And explain to the people why the seers..
Have decided to step into the fire - beyond
Chief has a huge task henceforth leading..
Msa is very angry at Bob - I always told Hussein
To be wary of that fanatic... now see he's gone
Swearing vengeance at Bob the chief of seers
He leaves the village and disappeared..
Towards the coastal towns
A time future the betrayer gets his 30 cents of coins
They surround the teacher and the chief priest guard
Arrest the rabbi, it's a time of sorrow and tears
It's three in the afternoon the following day
And Rabbi gives his spirit, tremors and quakes
A time further into the future the prophet
Lies on his bed, Aisha please give out all
All my wealth for am going Aisha please
Aisha obeys and the prophet has no debts
He breaths his last his companion.. GABE?
Its contemporary time- Leki speaks to Moha
My brother I missed you where were you
Moha has a phone.. twas three days ago..
They had bid him farewell; yet he now lives
And that phone Moha is not yours.. GABE?
For the brothers decreed that day.. Massada
Masada shall never.. Masada shall never
Ever Ever fall again.. Masada forever
Shall never fall again - ACKMI
LKN
CODE 234
I'll marry you, for health and wealth
but not till you're old and gray...
(I'm not opposed to leaving you
for a younger woman someday...)
Don't be surprised, my pet
afterall WE didn't wait
So obviously marriage is not
necessary to conjugate
You believed we were besties
but don't be fooled my dear
Now you are my lust object
or I'll tell everyone you're *****
Now do most the at-home work
and go work outside it too
Money is much more important
than whether you're content or blue
Go ahead and raise the kids
going to church, and praying
But you knew when you married me
I'm not into all that! (Just saying!)
To me, marriage is just a deal
not a holy Sacrament
Guess that means you could annul
if I misunderstood what it meant
CALIBER:
Burn out the news,
If you think of it being new.
The talk of what I've been through,
Doesn't appear as truth.
It's a risky deal for you.
I'm seeing it with few,
To be an unimaginable conceptualised deal.
Back in our younger days,
Where we just trap to efface.
Something I never accept to taste.
People call me lame of shame,
For I choose to be myself in the game.
Smoking, killing, robbing never my aim.
Wasn't part of reasons why I came.
I get a different plan all the same,
With my red eyes picturing my lane.
Impressing nobody, fear not to be sane.
Go ahead and shoot me Mr. Sake of fame.
What gets me stronger is an undying flame,
Unlimitedly causing magnificence,
Born out of intellectuality walled by faith.
This citation proves my legitimacy on slate.
As I stand by personal competence to be awake,
To clearly elaborate minds laid on await.
At the end we all will be clinged by conjugate.
And our spines will elevate,
Causing a tremendous change to propagate.
No suicide, fratracide would be in minds.
And every heart will show some kind,
Only for that goal to be held as one.
When the table serve some wine,
We then say a good deal is done.
But hold on some minute,
Maybe you're actually not getting it.
Well, Some also might be lost to think,
Especially those folks diregarding this.
This is a reality defining who I am.
I don't go contrary to the norm.
That's going wayward or doing wrong,
Because I don't forget where I'm from.
And I throw no stones to those who conform,
To the system that corrupts.
It's their choice,and I'm informed.
In my circle do I not stay common,
Assertively taking refuge in a dungeon,
Protected by Judah's Greatest Lion.
On him do I forever rely on.
My strength and happiness,
Sourced from his greatness.
Placing me at the top to be fearless.
What then could make my life baseless?
I'm brave and earnest.
Withstanding against pellets,
Discharged to cause breakdowns,
Against my life anyhow.
In fact, this is really detrimental.
Yet, I modify it willfully to be topical.
Funny how the narration goes,
I don't care about it though .
I stay keenly to achieve my goals..
Strictly do I hate to oppose.
And thank God my ambitions is not disclosed,
For my worth to be blemished the most.
Yes,I'm Anderson Walkingshoes!
I'm strong, determined and bold.
Buried deep between the cracks,
a photograph from yesterday,
I hold it now, within my hand,
as if between the hills and hollows
a childhood bond that we once borrowed
can take me back to days of old
Who am I when I see your face?
One glance and I am me again
A side of me I might forget
comes flooding back like summer rain
refreshing dusty old refrains
that come with smiles, and not of sorrow
I'll hold within today, ... tomorrow..
Who am I when I look close?
The child in me is born again
A "me" I thought I'd tucked away
Until I cast my eyes and see
Two chums two friends, who used to be
In your face, a trace of me
is still alive, a younger me who worshiped you
who looked into the summer night
and made a wish, while you did too,
and promised stars with all our might,
that we would never drift apart
But life moves on, and so did we,
beyond the wish we made long nights
when we held our hands, and felt a bond
as young friends do,...perhaps beyond
We sat upon the old porch floor
In the chill of summer nights
and drew upon the heat that leaked
beneath the threshold of the door
Our eyes would struggle through the dark
to skies so sodden with the stars
Our childhood friendship is a bond
that returns to me in darker times
it whittles away the cruelest tears
and through the years, you come to me
and by the hand you still take me
back to the land of "used to be"
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POET. UNDERTAKER
Contest Name: Appreciate platonic relationships